Novigrad, of course he has been to that famous city of desire in the world.
It was precisely because he had been there that he couldn't believe what Lynn said just now.
The price of Novigrad may be lower than that of Kovir in the whole north.
As for what Lynn said, rent him a blacksmith shop in the city...
Although he has never understood the rent, it must be astronomical.
He couldn't even think about it.
Let alone opening a blacksmith shop of his own.
That's not just about having money.
It also requires permission from the blacksmiths' guild and a series of procedures from the city hall, etc.
Extremely complicated.
After all, someone from out of town came to Novigrad to steal jobs from locals, wouldn't they be stuck?
As for the difficult words like "talent should be valued regardless of class or region", do you think those barbarians can understand it?
That's why Berengar couldn't believe it was so easy for Lynn to say.
Actually, what Berengar doesn't know is...
If this kind of thing happens to a powerless individual, it will certainly be more difficult than reaching the sky.
But if Vimo Vivaldi, a dwarf banker, comes forward, those restrictions that restrict ordinary people will naturally not be a problem.
Rules are made by the superiors to restrict the people below. How can the superiors be bound by the rules they set?
Of course.
We need to ask Weimo to come forward.
It's definitely not okay to have sex for free.
You also need to spend some time cutting it with a knife so that it can be easily applied up and down.
But it doesn't matter.
Helping Berengar is actually doing yourself a favor.
Based on Lynn's understanding of Berengar, Berengar is almost as good as a master swordsmith.
Although he is not good at hunting monsters, he also doesn't like to kill.
But he prefers blacksmithing.
As long as you help him open a blacksmith shop in the city, you won't have to worry about making money.
Berengar stared into Lynn's eyes for a long time.
The latter did not avoid his eyes.
From Lynn's eyes, Berengar understood the other party's meaning:
He is serious.
"Why help me?" he asked in a slightly hoarse voice.
Lynn smiled and said, "No reason, because we are all brothers of School of the Wolf, and because Vesemir said that we should help each other."
Berengar hesitated for a moment. "You don't think I'm a deserter?"
"Why should I think that?"
Hearing Lynn's rhetorical question, Berengar seemed to be recalling something, and Berengar avoided looking at him.
"Because I evaded my duties as a witcher. A witcher is supposed to kill monsters, but I... don't want to do such a thing. I'm even afraid of others knowing that I am a witcher."
"Berengar." Lynn sighed and said in a serious tone.
"I never think there is anything wrong with a person wanting to pursue happiness. What's more, if you don't climb the ladder of happiness by stepping on others, then you are even better."
Berengar was silent.
He said no more.
Lynn thought he refused.
So I was ready to leave.
There is no way, everyone has his own ambitions.
If Berengar doesn't want to, then he can't force it, right?
But when he walked to the door, he suddenly heard the voice of Berengar coming from behind.
"Three percent."
"What did you say?"
"Don't you want me to work for you?" Berengar looked at him and said, "I only want 30%, and the rest will be yours."
To his surprise, Lynn shook his head.
"No, we split the money 50-50. You contribute more, so I won't take advantage of you. Let me worry about the rent, material costs, and clerk's wages. You can just do the ironwork."
Berengar looked stunned for a moment, then turned away.
The tone fluctuated a bit.
"Thank you, Lynn, for everything you have done."
"Have a good rest, Berengar."
After leaving Berengar's room, Lynn's hidden smile was finally released.
It looked like he suffered a big loss, but in fact he was the one who took advantage.
He used 50% of the profit to firmly bind a master blacksmith to his carriage. More importantly, the 50% of the profit was created by Berengar himself.
In fact, I didn't pay a penny.
Moreover, Berengar's role is not just a blacksmith, but will also be responsible for passing on his skills to others in the future.
After all, what I will do in the future is a job of rebellion.
Naturally, the apprentices recruited in the future cannot all be demon hunters who are good at fighting.
There are bound to be people like Berengar who are addicted to blacksmithing;
There will also be people like Samwell Tarly who are suitable to become scholars;
Even businessmen, clergy, military officers, etc...
Only warriors are not enough, and Order of Witchers back then has fully proved this.
Of course, talking about these is still far away now.
There is still much that needs to be done.
But a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.
Take your time.
On the second day after arriving in Kaer Morhen, the dwarves officially started work.
Although I was very drunk the day before, it did not affect my work efficiency at all.
With enough strength, one dwarf can be as powerful as five human craftsmen.
Just when the dwarves were working in full swing.
Lynn called Geralt, and they left the castle together and walked towards the depths of the Blue Mountains.
"I just went to the food pantry and took a look. There is enough food in there. If I can't eat it all, it will just go to waste."
"You misunderstood, Geralt, I called you out not to go fishing."
"Then what are we going to do?"
"As a witcher who hunts monsters, don't you think it's ironic that there is a monster's lair where you live?"
Geralt shrugged. "They won't come to the castle anyway, and no one will pay the bounty, so why waste the effort. But since you said so, forget it, just stretch your muscles."
So, in the next few days, Lynn and Geralt were cleaning up the monster lair near the castle.
If you didn't do this, you wouldn't know it, but this Blue Mountains has simply turned into a devil's cave, with monsters' lairs everywhere.
Just the two of them may not be enough in a short time.
So I called Eskel and Lambert.
Eskel is a well-spoken and honest man, he just looks ugly and vicious.
As soon as I heard that I needed help, I didn't hesitate to bring my silver sword and follow him.
As for Lambert.
It wasn't that easy to ask this old man for help.
But while staying in the castle, Lambert was called to join Vesemir and the dwarves to fight for a few days.
Vesemir is hundreds of years old, and he still ends up personally. How can Lambert just lie down?
Therefore, when Lynn heard that they were going to clean up the monsters near the castle, Lambert couldn't help but ask for it.
It's very rare that he didn't say a few harsh words.
After all, it is the same dirty work, but killing monsters is still much better than removing ashes.